Our Little Secret

One Hundred Eight

September

"Wake up, baby," Meek said, kissing on Nicki's face.

She whined a little before opening her eyes. Meek chuckled, pecking her lips as she stretched. She yawned and sat up some, looking around.

"What time is it?" She asked.

"Almost 9:30."

Her eyes widened. "Oh shit.. are the kids in school?"

"Yeah, baby," he chuckled. "I made them breakfast, packed the lunches, fixed their hair and got them to school on time. Ya sister got Rihyas. I'm taking you shopping today."

"Aww, Meek," she smiled.

She climbed out of bed and waddled into the bathroom. Meek chuckled, watching her. She brushed her teeth and washed her face before walking back out, hugging Meek.

"I'm so sleepy."

"You always sleepy," he chuckled.

She smiled, looking up at him. "Well, yes. I'm a mom."

"And I'm a dad," he chuckled, picking her up.

He carried her into the bathroom, placing her on the sink. He started moving around the bathroom, grabbing everything they would need for a bath. Then, he ran warm bath water and added bubbles and bath salts. Once he finished, he walked back over to Nicki.

"I don't know why or how you're so full of energy."

"I work out," he said.

She shook her head. "You don't eat healthy, though. Does that not slow you down?"

"Sometimes, but I been changing my diet."

He undressed her and helped her into the tub. Doing the same to himself, he climbed into the large tub, sitting across from Nicki. She smiled, looking at him. The sunlight beamed through the window, shining down on Meek.

"You haven't been to ya studio in a while," he said, starting up a new topic.

Nicki yawned, covering her mouth.

"I know. We have our new studio, but I requested that renovations be made to make the space more comfortable for my dancers. It plays a big part in rehearsals. If the space isn't right, the dancers aren't into it."

"You real good with that shit," he smiled. "You such a businesswoman."

She smiled, nodding her head. "How is the firm coming along? I notice we don't really talk much about this stuff."

"Yeah, we don't. It's doing good, though. We building the offices on the fifth floor now, so the building almost done. I just gotta go get some more shit legalized, then boom, I'm a lawyer again," he told her.

Nicki smirked, looking at him.

"I still can't believe I married a lawyer," she said.

"And I can't believe I married a choreographer," he chuckled, grabbing her foot.

He massaged it in small circles and looked at her, smirking a little. Leaning his head down some, he took her toes into his mouth, sucking on them. Nicki giggled, watching him.

"You're so nasty.." she smiled.

He continued to suck on her toes before kissing the bottom of her small foot.

"In a good way," he smirked.

"Mhm."

She stood up, letting the bubbles and the water fall off of her body. Meek eyed her intensely, watching her move closer to him before sitting back down, straddling him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked at his lips.